MY KIDS!!!!!!!!!!!

Driving home tonight I found myself in tears. The thought dawned on me that Xavier and what other nieces and nephews that come after may be the closest I ever get to having my own kids. To me that's a very depressing thought. And then another thought hit me.

Wait.....I'm a Sunday school teacher...........It's my responsibility, privilege, and HONOR to teach little ones God's love, and to lead these dear ones to Christ. That is the most important job of all. Yeah, I don't get paid for teaching, except by little Kalie's hugs and coloring pages that are plastered on my fridge, or Justin's refusal to get out of his great grandmother's minivan unless I help him out of his car seat nearly EVERY Sunday, or seeing my students eyes light up when their questions are answered or they "get" what I'm saying, or seeing my students excitement when they fill out an "answer to prayer" to cover a prayer request on our prayer wall, or hearing a little voice say "Let's sing it again, that's my favorite" after EVERY SINGLE song as you lead WKFM song service, or having two little sisters not wanting to sit with their class, but rather sit on either side of you, and the younger asks to hold your Sunday school attendance book for you until it's time to go to our separate rooms, or the way I get teary eyed everytime I hear Tony sing "Jesus Loves Me".
That's my payment, and truthfully, I couldn't ask for better pay.